After finishing the meal, Zhou Qiaoqiao was surprised to find that the wound on her finger had completely disappeared.
If it weren’t for the sight of the discarded tissues in the trash bin, which she had initially used to wipe the blood off the floor, she might have even thought that the entire incident of cutting her finger was just a dream.
“There’s really no scar on my hand!” Zhou Qiaoqiao excitedly stretched out her hand.
Hearing this, Xu Mo instinctively glanced at Zhou Qiaoqiao’s injured hand and noticed that, just as she had said, the wound was gone.
In just the time it took to finish a meal, the wound had completely healed, leaving no trace of a scar.
Even though the cut on Zhou Qiaoqiao’s finger wasn’t deep and couldn’t be considered a serious injury, the speed of its healing was still astonishing.
The fact that the wound had healed completely in such a short time was a testament to the extraordinary potency of the Golden Wound Pill that the system had rewarded Xu Mo.
Under normal circumstances, a cut on the finger would take at least three to five days to heal completely. Yet, the Golden Wound Pill had reduced that healing time to just half an hour.
Of course, the most impressive part wasn’t just the shortened healing time, but the fact that it left no scar—none at all!
“There really isn’t… Xu Mo, what kind of miracle cure is that? It’s so effective!”
“Do you have the formula for that pill?” An Youyi, with her sharp business sense, looked at Xu Mo. “This is a business opportunity. There’s currently no scar-removing drug on the market. If we launch this product now, we could make a lot of money.”
In just that short moment, An Youyi had already thought of numerous potential applications for this drug.
“The formula… I don’t have it.”
Xu Mo shook his head.
The system had only given him the finished pills, and there were only a hundred of them. Each one used meant one less, and he had no intention of selling them.
Xu Mo was already a minor shareholder in PetroChina, and the annual dividends he received were more than enough for him. He didn’t need the money, and selling the pills for profit wasn’t necessary.
He planned to keep the remaining Golden Wound Pills for himself, to use when needed. If he sold them all, there would be none left when he truly needed them.
…
Time flew by, and two weeks had passed in the blink of an eye.
During these two weeks, there hadn’t been any major cases, only a few minor thefts. The rewards given by the system for catching these criminals weren’t particularly significant—just money and nothing special.
One morning, Xu Mo arrived at the police station as usual.
However, as soon as he entered, he saw a familiar figure at the entrance: the middle-aged man from the recent arson case.
The man had come specifically to the police station to wait for Xu Mo.
Standing next to the man was a woman with fair and delicate skin.
“Officer Xu!” the man exclaimed as soon as he saw Xu Mo, rushing over with a banner in his hand.
“Officer Xu, the medicine you gave me last time was truly miraculous! I gave my daughter the pill you gave me as soon as she was transferred from the sterile ward to a regular room. In less than a week, she’s completely recovered… Come here, daughter, let Officer Xu see!”
With that, the man beckoned to the young woman beside him.
She also wore a look of deep gratitude.
After taking the pill Xu Mo had given her, not only had her scars disappeared, but her burned skin had also become fairer and more delicate—a true blessing in disguise.
“Is this your daughter?” Xu Mo asked, somewhat surprised as he glanced at the woman. “She’s recovered quite well.”
To be honest, when Xu Mo first saw the woman, he almost didn’t recognize her. During the investigation, Xu Mo had seen her records and knew what she used to look like.
He hadn’t expected the Golden Wound Pill to work so well—not only were there no scars, but her skin had also improved significantly.
“Yes, yes, she’s recovered very well, and it’s all thanks to you, Officer Xu! I’ve prepared a banner for you!” With that, the man unfolded the banner in his hands and presented it to Xu Mo.
The banner read: “Hua Tuo Reborn, A Miracle Worker!”
Good heavens, I’ve become Hua Tuo reborn, and I don’t even know the first thing about medicine! Xu Mo couldn’t help but feel a bit dazed.
It was the middle of the workday, and a crowd of curious officers had gathered at the entrance of the police station.
“What’s going on? Why is he here with a banner? What does it say?”
“It says, ‘Hua Tuo Reborn, A Miracle Worker’… Does our Officer Xu know medicine?”
“Well, it’s good to have many skills. It’s normal. Our Officer Xu can even fly a plane, so what’s a little medical knowledge? Besides, don’t you remember? Officer Xu knows how to perform autopsies. Being a forensic expert is also a kind of medical expertise.”
“Wait a minute… That man looks familiar. Isn’t he the one involved in that arson case a while back?”
“That woman also looks familiar. Doesn’t she look like the victim from the arson case?”
“No way, wasn’t she disfigured?”
“No, she really does look like her! Hold on, I’ll go get the case file. There’s a photo of the victim before she was burned in there.”
…
“By the way, I’m not just here to give you this banner. There’s one more thing.” The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a bank card.
“This card has one million yuan in it. It’s all the savings my wife and I have accumulated over a lifetime. We originally planned to give it to our daughter as her dowry… But after discussing it with her, we both agreed that we should give this money to you. It’s not much, but we hope you won’t mind.”
He hadn’t just come to deliver the banner; he had also come to give Xu Mo money.
When Xu Mo had given him the pill at the hospital, he hadn’t charged anything, saying that the man could let his daughter try it first and pay later if the results were satisfactory.
Now that the man had seen the miraculous effects of the pill, he didn’t hesitate to bring almost all of his savings as payment for Xu Mo.
“The password for the card is written on the back,” the man said as he forcefully stuffed the card into Xu Mo’s pocket. “Oh, and one more thing… At the hospital, we met someone else who, after learning about the miraculous effects of the pill, insisted that I ask you if you had any more. He wants to buy one too. He’s here, waiting outside.”
Xu Mo didn’t refuse the bank card. Seeing how well the woman had recovered, he fully realized just how powerful the Golden Wound Pill was. A million yuan per pill was actually a bit of a bargain.
However, when he heard that someone else wanted to buy the Golden Wound Pill, Xu Mo immediately refused: “I don’t have many of those pills left. Please tell him that I’m not…”
Before he could finish his sentence, a middle-aged man with a potbelly came jogging up to Xu Mo.
He first glanced at the man, then looked at Xu Mo. “You must be Officer Xu! I wanted to ask—do you still have any of those pills? I’d like to buy one. I’ll pay thirty million!”
Xu Mo: “??!!!”
Seeing that Xu Mo hadn’t agreed, the man gritted his teeth and extended two more fingers. “Fifty million!”
Hearing this, Xu Mo swallowed the words “I won’t sell” that were already on the tip of his tongue.
Originally, he hadn’t planned to sell, but the offer was simply too good to refuse…
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
